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External Link/Members OnlyAugust 2025
I’d had my eye on Bia for a while, and finally got around to arranging a proper session with her in August. Booking was straightforward – everything handled via WhatsApp, quick responses, clear directions, no hassle at all. She hosts about five minutes from Great Portland Street, in a ground floor Georgian flat. The entrance is on a fairly busy road but once inside it’s quiet, tidy, and feels safe.
When she opened the door, I was struck again by how much better she looks in person than in her photos – and I already thought the photos were good. She’s tall, very fit, and her legs really do deserve the “Roberto Carlos thighs” description someone once gave her. Well-groomed, confident, and carrying herself with ease. She greeted me warmly, dressed to impress, and immediately put me at ease.
I booked an hour (£180. The massage was competent enough, but really just a warm-up for the more erotic exploration that follows. She has a talent for teasing and escalating. Before long she was working me over with nails, tongue, and hands in ways that had me up on all fours, happily surrendering to her attentions. She even offered strap-on play, though I declined this time.
What really stood out was the lingam massage – unhurried, deeply erotic, sometimes with her arse on my face, sometimes with kisses that blurred the line between domination and intimacy. She kept the pressure building until release was inevitable, and when it came it was explosive.
Afterwards, we chatted a while – about London, where we’re from, her gym visits, the usual small talk. Her English is fine, and she’s warm, engaging company once the intensity fades.
Verdict: Bia is striking, confident, and genuinely erotic. The massage may not rival a professional spa, but the whole package – her body, her presence, her erotic imagination – more than makes up for it. She’s not going to be everyone’s cup of tea, but if you’re into fit, dominant women who know how to push your buttons, she’s a fantastic choice. I left satisfied and drained, and while I’m not rushing back immediately, I know I’ll see her again.
